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Message: <blockquote data-quote="the Jester" data-source="post: 2322092" data-attributes="member: 1210">Angel v. Devil, One on One8/5/371 O.L.G., 1:30 p.m., the streets of SigilOur heroes stagger drunkenly around the crazy-quilt of streets, Inoke insisting he knows the way to the Library of Boccob.  The key to entry via Olympus makes for an... interesting time.  Our heroes may attract looks from those around them, but they slew Asmodeus, didn’t they?  Who is going to get in their way?A pit fiend steps in their way.More specifically, he steps into Alcar’s way.The Angel of Food comes to a halt, staring balefully at the devil.  “You’re the folks that killed Asmodeus, aren’t you?” the devil smiles at Alcar.“That’s right!” answers Sybele.  Alcar just stares hard at the pit fiend.“You don’t look so tough,” the fiend says scornfully.Alcar laughs in disbelief.  “We killed Asmodeus,” he points out needlessly.“Asmodeus ruled from behind a desk,” the pit fiend sneers.  Our heroes cannot believe his audacity!“So are you saying you want to take us all on?” Alcar chuckles.“No- just you.”“No way,” Sybele says immediately.  “Let’s punk this guy.”  She pulls out her bow.The pit fiend sneers again, and Alcar holds up a hand, stilling Sybele for the moment.  “Hold on.  You’re saying you want to fight me, one on one?  You won’t summon any devils to help you?”The pit fiend smiles.  “That’s right.”Alcar considers.  “Until one surrenders?”“To the death,” the pit fiend demands.  Our heroes are none too pleased.”To the death,” Alcar agrees.“I’ll kill you,” the fiend promises.  “But your friends have to promise not to intervene against me.”“Sure,” Sybele lies.  “I’m not promising you anything,” Inoke growls, even as Horbin says, “We’re not promising you anything.”  Horbin continues, “If you want to fight him one on one, that’s fine, Alcar.  But we’ll make sure that there is no treachery.  And if we deem it necessary to intervene to undo treachery against you, we will.”A crowd is gathering.  Our heroes endeavor to keep them at a fair distance.  Most of the watchers appear to be above the norm in terms of survivability- either more powerful planar creatures, experienced adventurers or the like.  The plebes have fled.  They don’t want to see a street fight with a pit fiend.And then the fight begins, with the fiend leaping to the attack first, blasting a quickened fireball and uttering a blasphemy that dazes the angel.  The devil takes the opportunity to lay into the celestial before him with terrible force, clawing and knocking Alcar back.  The angel, daunted by this initial sally, attempts a banishment, which fails; then he flies back, trying to gain some distance.“Hah!  You are frightened” the pit fiend taunts.  “Fool!  I will kill you!”  He invokes an unholy aura.  With a grim smile, Alcar invokes a holy aura in response.  The pit fiend becomes invisible and begins winging its way forward towards him.Alcar utters a prayer and an invisibility purge flares, revealing the pit fiend clearly.  “It seems that you are the one that is afraid!” he cries sternly.  Then the two of them are rushing together, claws and teeth and wings and tail smashing against Alcar’s armor and his mace smashing into the pit fiend’s ribs.  The angel weathers the pit fiend’s attacks, landing a good solid blow of his own, and then steps back and fills himself with Galador’s righteous might.  However, the fiend of the pit simply targets a greater dispelling on Alcar, and the angel shrinks back to his normal size.  Worse, his holy aura vanishes!The two clash at arms again until the pit fiend missteps and stumbles back.  Alcar withdraws long enough to heal himself, while the pit fiend snarls.  They spring together again, blood flying from both of them, and then the pit fiend cries out a power word that stuns Alcar!  Viciously, the devil slashes and bites and batters the valiant Alcar, and deals him many deep wounds.  Alcar shakes off the effects of the Word of Power and the pit fiend snarls again.”I tire of this,” the fiend grates.  “This battle is pointless!”  He vanishes.“He teleported!” cries Alcar.”Gather, quick!” cries Lillamere, springing to the center of the group.  He superior teleports them after the fiend.”You said you were fighting to the death!” cries Lillamere.  “You fled!”The group has appeared in the midst of a large graveyard.  The pit fiend gapes at them, badly wounded from his fight with Alcar.  Speaking of Alcar, he demands, “Bow to the Light while you still have the chance!”  Then he casts a destruction on the fiend, which wounds him, but does not slay him outright.The rest of the party is now more than willing to engage the devil.  As far as they are concerned, he broke the deal by fleeing.  Lillamere shape changes into a blue pit fiend and grins at the real deal before him.  Alcar invokes another holy aura, but the pit fiend chooses other targets.  It fires a meteor swarm, dividing it between Chakar and Wankerman.  Both of them are badly wounded.  Chakar cries out for Little Alex.*With a groan of pain, Wankerman attacks with his spear, landing several telling blows that sink deep into the fiend!Lillamere the blue pit fiend speaks in a deep, raspy voice.  “You should have given up while you had the chance!”  He casts a puncture, and the party’s foe cries in pain as he blasts one of its legs off!  It collapses, dead, to the ground.  After a moment, Alcar comments, “Punk ass.”***8 p.m.Little Alex, of course, came through for them again when they summoned him with a sending.  As always, he was well compensated for his time.  It was obvious that all his friends knew who the party was, and that he had gained much prestige for his association with them.  He guided our heroes to a reasonable place to stay.In the tavern downstairs that night, our heroes meet an interesting fellow named Tristan.  He claims to be a star traveler, with a ship that sails the upper reaches of Cydra, among the stars.  He declares that somewhere there is a place called the Other Land, an area magically warded to allow creatures in but not out, a place that is reputedly full of extremely powerful entities- and extremely powerful entities only.  But once one goes in, there is no escape.Our heroes find his tale interesting, but a little confusing, and he claims not to know the why of it; nor does he admit knowledge of who built the zone or how it is maintained.It’s an interesting tale, but not one of any practical interest at the moment.  After all, tomorrow it’s time to deal with that sarcophagus at last.Next Time: From the sarcophagus, to the Hall of Black Silk!*The tout the party has used on several occasions in Sigil.</blockquote>

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